It is time to support another passion I have. It's Running & Racing.This page will have information on upcoming races, pictures of racing, & a podcast of my new radio show "Running & Racing" which will be live on the air on KCSB 91.9 FM (www.kcsb.org) every Thusday morning 9-9:30 AM.Tune in and hear the experts talk about how to get started running, how to overcome injuries, and how to race.We will also have prizes to giveaway if you tune in.

Here's some pictures of The Wildflower Triathlon at LakeSan Antonio. Tim has a two beer holder on his bike and yes there are naked runners. You like?

Love running The Wharf to Wharf race in Santa Cruz. Been doing the race since 1990. My family, (wife, son, daughters, and grandkids) have joined me since.I'm a proud man.

Why do you run? I run because I still can.

The reason I run is because in 1984 I drove up to Lompoc to watch the Olympic Torch go by on it's way to LA for the games there. I watched and actually held the torch because the guy that had that part let me hold it. I looked at myself a 33 year old ex track runner that had gained too much weight. My family was about to expand and I realized that if I wanted to watch all my kids grow up I better start running again. Thanks Olympic games, you have inspired me to run for my life and it's become my passion. Long may you run

Kelly Zirbes and Casey Reagan and I talked about why I run.Why do you run??? Tell me.

Ironman Canada Race “Report”Posted on August 31, 2012

Inspired by my friend, Steve, and my conversation with radio host, Leo Schumaker, I decided to make the following my one and only race report for Ironman Canada. Enjoy!

Becoming an Ironman – By Z

The cannon went off, and I knew it was here

the day I had been dreaming of, for over a year

Countless hard days, had gone into the making

Today was my chance, mine for the taking.

I gave dad a hug, and told him to stay safe,

turned to the water, and practiced my faith.

“With my flesh and my soul, and this cloth armored suit,

help it become iron, with my heart’s full pursuit.”

As the swim battle began, I knew I’d survive,

The bumping, the hitting, and the ass slap ‘High-five!’

I stayed thoughtful and calm, to keep myself safe

And with no sharks in the lake, I was in a good place.

I saw the first site of many, that could be like no other

Watching the sun come up, over my sisters and brothers

A beautiful light, crushing through the highest peak

Illuminating the town, and the spirit of the athlete

The swim I did finish, with a dull broken finger

The pain wasn’t bad, I didn’t need to bicker.

With the swim task now done, I ran up the shoot

to Olga and Helda, who man-handled my suit

Into T1,with a WHAM, ZING, KAPOW!

Actually: 10 minutes went by, and I don’t really know how

I thought I moved faster, and didn’t feel that slow

Something for me to work on, for the next Iron show

I got on the bike energized, my legs ready to give

But some people tried slowing me, by asking about the shiv

‘Let your head drop, and do what you must.

The black mamba’s speed is best viewed from the dust.’

I rocked my heart rate for the entire bike race.

My body did what I needed, whatever the pace.

Steep hills, big thrills, and the best of my plan

To live just one song, Lynyrd Skynyrd’s, A Simple Man

Forget your lust of the rich man’s gold

All that you need is in your soul

And you can do this, if you TRI

All that I want for you my son, is to be satisfied

And be a simple kind of man

Oh be something you love and understand

As the bike ride finished, on this fraction of the Earth

I celebrated the opportunity to be part of her

And in that race moment, with all that would sink in,

I knew I was fortunate to ride with conviction

Into T2, high from my ride

I knew there was one more element that I would need to survive.

My first marathon, carrying pains that wouldn’t cease

But I recalled in that moment, some call me The Beast.

As I’m running on the course I knew it wouldn’t take long,

to run into my family, ‘Quick- look strong!’

As I ran past all of them, they all got high-fives

Then out of town I ran, with their cheers and their cries

Out on the road, going down to Skaha Lake

I knew I could run to the finish, to my destiny and fate

And with spectators galore, and aid stations every mile

The thing that helped the most was any kid’s smile

My first half was great, I didn’t think of the time

‘Just one foot in front of the other, to get to the line

Stick to your guns, your strengths, whatever the means,

And never forget, this race is your blood and your genes’

The second half was tough, but I thought I would make it

Just needed a pick-me-up- anything created

With a shout-out from Kate, I didn’t need some new mantra

She reminded of my Tri family down in Santa Barbara

And now with my whole world watching, and my info updating

I pushed through the pains- didn’t want to keep you waiting!

It was the happiest I had felt during the whole race

Knowing that I was making you proud, and putting a smile on your face

As I made the final turn, along Lakeshore Drive

I knew it would become a moment where I was immeasurably alive

Cheers and whoops, and cowbells from the stands

I soaked in the finish line, and became an Ironman.

To my Mom, Dad, and Andrew, Aunt Carol & Uncle John,

thank you for being there, literally dusk until dawn.

And to all those who texted, emailed, and cared,

I thank you for your words, your thoughts and your prayers

This entry was posted in Coaching, Race Reviews, Training by Z. Bookmark the permalink